The midday sun makes the sea surface temperature very high.

Mao Wenlong and his entourage stood on the reef, and they could still smell a disgusting pungent smell from a distance of several feet.

Yan Siqi's people told him that it was fish medicine, and that it was made of rotten shark guttal mixed with rice wine and stinky artemisia juice, mashed into a paste, and thrown into the sea, so that the nearby sharks would never swim over.

"It fucking stinks. The livelihood of this pirate is the same as the border army we begged for food in the sea of corpses and blood, and it was not done by people. ”

Mao Wenlong pulled the bitter gourd face, frowned and muttered.

The brothers around him also covered their noses.

They were originally Liaodong soldiers who were familiar with killing, and when they fought with the Mongols or Jurchens, they were no strangers to the wounded and dead corpses, but the pure smell of blood and the stench of fermentation and decay in front of them were completely incomparable.

Mao Wenlong glanced at the appearance of his entourage, and scolded with a smile: "Cowardly, look at that Zheng girl, a delicate little girl, it's not too tasteful." ”

The Liaodong soldiers looked along Mao Wenlong's fingers, and saw that on the fishing boat under the reef, Zheng Haizhu beside Yan Siqi was also standing tall and looking as usual.

The little ladies do not seem to be weak, and they are juxtaposed with the tall Yan Siqi, just like green bamboo and sycamore.

With a few "poof, poof" sounds, three strong men dressed in fish skin jumped into the water, and then took the pine resin torch from the hand of a young man on the side of the boat.

Now, Zheng Haizhu knows that this young man surnamed Li who picked up Mao Wenlong off the coast of Songjiang is Li Dan's eldest son, Li Guozhu.

Li Dan was an older stateless maritime merchant who carved out a world in the port of Hirado in Japan very early on, and had a good relationship with the Dutch, who had risen in recent years and showed signs of replacing the Spanish Portuguese.

After Yan Siqi arrived in Pingdo, he gradually became valued by Li Dan with his ability. Now, Yan Siqi led the fleet to the sea, and Li Dan asked him to take Li Guozhu to experience the experience, and the Li family died in the second generation.

"Master Yan, there is really something in the cave, it seems to be a box!"

Yan Siqi's subordinates, after shining torches through the cracks in the stone slabs, shouted excitedly, and then continued to observe.

Then, as if they were discussing something, they stuck their torches in the crevices of the surrounding rocks, and all three of them threw their hands free in front of the stone slabs, and shouted back with all their might.

After a while, one of them swam back and reported: "But there is a strip on the top of the head behind the slate, which seems to be a reef, and it looks thin, but we can't push it together." ”

"Can't push?" After listening to the report, Li Guozhu glanced at the cave again, turned to Yan Siqi and said, "Big brother, this is not simple, can't you just use our turtledove to blast it away?" ”

Zheng Haizhu looked at him: "Turtledove? But a big fire gun with buckshot? ”

"Huh, you know?" Li Guozhu was a little surprised.

Zheng Haizhu roughly remembered that the turtledove was a firearm that was widely used by the Ming Dynasty to fight against the Houjin army during the Chongzhen period, but he didn't expect to hear this name from the fleet of half-sea merchants and half-pirates in the last year of Wanli.

As soon as her mind turned, she opened her mouth to make up the story: "There are Francois (referring to the Portuguese) missionaries in Songjiang Prefecture, and they say that the fire gun in Macao is very large, and the base is like the long legs of a bird, so it is called a turtledove." ”

Li Guozhu said "um" and said proudly: "The turtledove on my boat was bought from Hongmaofan (referring to the Dutch), which is more powerful than the Franco. ”

Zheng Haizhu looked at Yan Siqi and said: "The more ferocious the firepower, the more you can't bombard with firearms, in case the rock above collapses, the entire stone wall overturns, the seabed here is not so deep, then the hole will be buried by boulders, how to dig in the sea?" ”

Yan Siqi raised his eyes and looked at the cliff, feeling that Zheng Haizhu was reasonable, and nodded.

Li Guozhu's face sank.

He had dealt with Mao Wenlong several times with Yan Siqi before, and he didn't like to treat Mao Wenlong as a child, but he didn't expect that the woman sent by Mao Wenlong this time was actually Brother Yan's old friend. And the news that Brother Yan told him at noon today was even more unexpected, this woman actually said that her ancestor had been an errand for the great pirate Wang Zhi and knew about a hidden treasure place.

Sticking to her body and money, this is a good and beautiful thing, no wonder Brother Yan looks at her like he is enchanted.

Li Guozhu still didn't dare to offend Yan Siqi, his father's right-hand man, so he pressed down his anger and asked Zheng Haizhu coldly: "Then you say, what should I do?" ”

Zheng Haizhu walked to the side of the boat and asked the caver: "This big brother, how thick are the stones you see?" ”

The man in the water gestured: "It's only half a foot wide, see the ghost, how can you not move at all." ”

"Most of the slate is underwater, can you dive down and see it? Can you see the bottom half of the stone bar? Is it attached to the slate? ”

"Look, there seems to be a gap between the bottom of the stone bar and the stone slab, but the top is tight."

A smile appeared on Zheng Haizhu's face, she turned around, raised her head and shouted at Mao Wenlong on the reef: "General Mao, you have to return General Ma's chisel to me!" ”

……

After half the incense, Mao Wenlong, who took the things, also jumped on the fishing boat.

When he handed over the stainless steel chisel that Ma Xianglin gave Zheng Haizhu for self-defense, he explained to Yan Siqi with some curtle: "Yan is in charge, you daughter-in-law, you have some ability, in the bandit's den, you have used this thing to kill people." So along the way, I'm afraid she'll stab me while I'm asleep, so I'll have to hide the knife, right? Hey, hey, hey. ”

He smiled and turned to Zheng Haizhu: "As a result, when I went to the island to see that you could finally worship the church, Lao Tzu forgot about it as soon as he was happy, and he didn't intend to win people's love." Miss Zheng, I'm sorry, I'm sorry. ”

Yan Siqi's face was slightly gloomy.

When he picked up Mao Wenlong yesterday, he had already heard about the people and things that Zheng Haizhu had encountered in the bandits' den.

When the generals of the year of the fight, it is inevitable to sympathize with each other, so when Mao Wenlong mentioned Ma Xianglin, he said a few more words about the bravery of the Sichuan army to Yan Siqi, who had been away from his hometown for a long time and did not know the affairs of his homeland.

Today, Yan Siqi heard the words "General Ma" again, and a trace of strange feelings that were difficult to disassemble passed through his heart, but after all, there was something serious in front of him, so he pursed the corners of his mouth and said to Zheng Haizhu gently: "It's up to you to do tricks." ”

Zheng Haizhu took the stainless steel chisel.

After killing Xu Aliu in the bandit's nest, she found that Ma Xianglin's dagger-style chisel had a hole at the front end of the blade, similar to the police melee dagger in later generations.

Now, she passed a thick iron wire that Yan Siqi had instructed his men to find from the fortune boat through the round hole of the chisel, recalled the impression she had when she had just explored the cave, made the wire into an open semicircle, and tied hemp rope to the hole in the back handle of the chisel.

After completing this first step, she said lightly to Yan Siqi: "I have to go into the water and compare with a few brothers to make it clear." ”